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This day before dawn I ascended a hill
and look'd at the crowded heaven,
And I said to my spirit
When we become the enfolders of those orbs,
and the pleasure and knowledge of every thing in them,
shall we be fill'd and satisfied then?
And my spirit said
No, we but level that lift to pass and continue beyond.
Have you lost all the human relationships you once cherished? Have family and friends fallen away like the scales from your eyes? If they haven’t yet, and you continue on your current heading, they soon will. That’s the bad news. The good news is that, when it happens, you won’t care. What seems like a major event turns out to be a minor curiosity. What promises to be an unbearable loss, will feel like a breath of fresh air. When you cross that line – pass through that gate – severed attachments are soon forgotten.
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